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The Worst Book Ever Written; A Book Review

“Trapped under a beam with the countdown ticking away, the monster just on the other side of the battered door, and my friends are trying to free me, I look up at them and yell, “Go on without me. I’ll be alright. I’ll hold him off while you escape!” And my friends, because they know my sacrifice won’t be in vain, make their getaway and when the monster breaks through just as the explosives go off, I know I died saving the lives of my dearest friends.”

That pretty much sums up my experience reading Aaron Rayburn’s novel, THE SHADOW GOD. I took one for the team, so the rest of you would NEVER have to be subjected to this beast. I beg you, don’t let my selflessness be for nothing. Heed my warning. This is the worst book ever written.

The back cover copy reads “Craig Johnson had two best friends, two caring parents, a hot girlfriend, and a nice truck–not bad for a twenty-year-old.” Already we’re in trouble. The author photo shows Rayburn in all his mid-20s virginal glory. Manson contacts, a black cap turned backwards with a red 666 monogrammed on it, he’s posing next to what looks like a rubber demon. His bio includes the line “He also says that he owes a great deal of gratitude to the Devil . . . for filling his mind with such horrific images.”

If this book is the most horrific thing the devil can come up, I think humanity is safe from the threat of hell.